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The call of love

by Clinton Herring

The call of love is from God alone.
We've all betrayed with hearts of stone.

Why should He care to bring us near,
Shelter our hearts and conquer all fear?!

Of dust we are made, we are nothing more
Crowned with life from His great treasury store.

We all fell from grace, everyone of us all,
But love still is love and God offers His call.

An inner urge to walk in darkness is strong
The ‘ticing sway from Satan’s siren song.

We had no way back, the sentence sure.
Eternal darkness the wage all must endure.

Yet light came from God, living and bright!
Jesus His Son conquering death by His might!

A life so pure it could cover us all
But given to those only accepting the call.

All glory is His, all pride must be broken.
Our dead, darken life not much of a token.

Though a promise from Him to restore all and more
Our sins on His back He lifted and bore?!

He too is love as the Father is love!
Conquering all, our deaths, yet a heavenly dove!

So the call of love is from God, a treasure.
Creating us new in His image forever!

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